for the Brimfield ends and tackles, since they, no more than the enemy, could tell where the erratic ball was going to descend.  Cherry Valley attempted to run the ends and succeeded now and then, punting only on fourth down when everything else had failed.  After a dozen plays Brimfield had gained half the distance to the Red’s goal without having put her new backfield to the test.  There, however, a fumble by Still changed the complexion of things, for the ball was recovered by a tall Cherry Valley guard and that youth eluded the opponents and carried the pigskin past the centre of the field and was pulled down on Brimfield’s forty-two yards by Carmine.

That seemed to give the visitors the encouragement they had lacked, for they at once started in with a bewildering set of fast criss-crosses and double-passes and so deceived the substitute backfield that they made two first downs before a halt was called.  Then, with six yards to go on third down, the Red pulled off a forward pass of startling length and precision and the catcher was run out at the Maroon-and-Grey’s twenty-five-yard line.  Cherry Valley tried Brimfield’s left end and gained four, slid off Clint for three more, tried the same place again and was stopped for no gain and punted short and across field to Carmine on his eight yards.

Carmine slipped past the Red’s left end and started on a wide run, looking for a chance to cut in.  But advance was blocked thoroughly and he was finally down on his ten-yard line.  A plunge by Rollins gained two and Freer got past the right tackle for three more.  Then Freer was sent back to his goal line to punt.  Thursby, at centre, passed low, and Freer was hurried, with the result that the ball went almost straight into the air, was caught by the wind and landed out of bounds at Brimfield’s eighteen yards.  Cherry Valley started in again with grim determination.  A weak spot was discovered at right guard, where Gafferty was in Hall’s place, and two gains were made there, bringing the pigskin to the twelve yards.  Another attempt, this time on Tyler, produced two more.  With two to go on fourth down, Cherry Valley elected to kick and her right half-back, who performed the drop-kicking, fell back to the eighteen yards.

The ball was opposite the left-hand goal post and a three-point tally appeared inevitable.  Carmine and Still, the latter acting-captain in Jack Innes’s absence, implored the forwards to block the kick.  There was an instant of comparative silence, broken only by the quarter’s hoarse voice as he gave the signal, and then the two lines heaved at each other and the ball sped back to the kicker.  His eyes sought the goal, the ball dropped, his leg swung and through the din of cries and the rasping of canvas came the thud of foot and ball.  But it was followed by another thud, the hollow sound of the pigskin striking the chest of the Maroon-and-Grey’s left tackle, and back up the field bounded the ball.  Clint